Patterns of recognition
Fear of being
In this world
Melange
Message To The Future
Creating new patterns
Repetition of what was
Has no meaning
Except a feeling of security
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The Wanderer’s Story
My life is over and done with
Only the last chapter remain
The snow keeps falling
Outside the window
And it will keep on falling
Life were never easy
I never let it be
No one around me
Took it easy
The uneasy life
Got into everything
We all got caught in our
Patterns
Until I woke up
One morning and realised
That it did not matter
And walked of
Into to the wild
I never looked back
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Messed Up
Writing continuously
Throughout the night
Throughout the day
I have nothing to say
We are here
Life is so good
Life is so bad
We just run through life
Repeating our ancestors
Mistakes and indisescretion
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Dreaming Life
Creativity is a slow process
Trying to get out of the depression
Is like living in a surreal dream
Is this really my life
Are those problem really my problems?
What happened?
Can I take it again?
No it is forever passed
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Searching
New ways, here I am again and again
I wanted something different
But I all I got was the same
More of the same
Now I have to find another way
Again and again
A boring repeating pattern
The words give me hope
Not to much
But some hope
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The Great Quest for Reality
I had this feeling of losing
Grip of reality
It seemed like reality had its
Benefits and deficits
The question is what is what
Dreaming is one level
True but mercurial disappearing
In the morning light
Only leaving slightly contours of memories
The repetitive world of every day
Is very much an illusion
When we leave it behind is just gone
Like a dream
Therefore my question is
What is reality and when is it really
Reality?
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The Dots
Connecting and putting
All the dots together
Forming new patterns
Unknown but workable
For some time
Bringing back life
And connection to
Isolated mental villages
Building roads takes time
Building meaning even more so
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Circles of Destruction
I don’t know how to break this pattern
Of repetition, bad connection
No action, extremely high anxiety
I recognize it all of course
That is what I carry around
The burden that limits life
I thought there was
Solutions, some miracle doctor
Solving things by talking
After 12 years I gave that up
Losing faith and hope
Drugs did not help either
Repeating patterns of destruction
Living with destructive people
Became part of life
So here I am trapped
In my own dirt and sadness
Living the life that I never wanted
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Patterns of Recognition
I lost my domain
Today
Very sad, life is like this
Losing and moving on
Again and again
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